A Kentucky cardinal ; and, Aftermath . II. WALTERS thismorning with morenews touching ourincoming I havefaced towards thisaggregation of unwel-come individuals, I have beheld it movingtowards me as a thick gray mist, shutting outnature beyond. Perhaps they are approachingthis part of the earth like a comet that carriesits tail before it, and I am already enveloped ina disturbing, befogging nebulosity. There is still no getting the truth, but it ap-pears that they are a family of consequence intheir way —which, of course, may be a verypoor way. Mrs. Margaret Cobb, mother, la
A Kentucky cardinal ; and, Aftermath . II. WALTERS thismorning with morenews touching ourincoming I havefaced towards thisaggregation of unwel-come individuals, I have beheld it movingtowards me as a thick gray mist, shutting outnature beyond. Perhaps they are approachingthis part of the earth like a comet that carriesits tail before it, and I am already enveloped ina disturbing, befogging nebulosity. There is still no getting the truth, but it ap-pears that they are a family of consequence intheir way —which, of course, may be a verypoor way. Mrs. Margaret Cobb, mother, latelybereaved of her husband, Joseph Cobb, who fell among the Kentucky boys at the battle of BuenaVista. A son, Joseph Cobb, now cadet at WestPoint, with a desire to die like his father, butdestined to die—who knows?—in a war thatmay break out in this country about the there is a daughter, Miss Georgiana Cobb,who embroiders blue-and-pink-worsted dogs onblack foot-cushions, makes far-off crayon treesthat look like she
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